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An early morning jot. |
Here I sit with a pen in my hand Writing words from my soul Wishing I was better than The sum of my mistakes My millionth fall from grace Desperate to do better Afraid of what could take place And I know There are people who get me A God who forgives me But I find it so hard not to hold on to all that I’ve said and done wrong… Hurtful words and raised fists in anger Skipped opportunities fearful of danger I’ve Glanced at horizons, too scared to reach Beyond The partitions I won’t dare breach I feel so alone sometimes Hopeless in this mind of mine shattered ambitions and passing dreams Deep inside the caged bird sings… Breathe , and be…. You’re not held captive It’s you who holds the key Creation, created for far more than you see right now Internalized desperation If you could let go of the frustrations of the past, of the pain of the fear, and everything that binds you… You can never undue what’s been done wrong But you can be forgiven, and you can move on It’s not your place to do all things It’s not good when you’re suffering And You set your own dreams on a shelf To do unto others what you won’t for yourself It’s not selfish to take care of your needs To seek out some wants, to fulfill your dreams So, Breathe , and be…. You’re not held captive It’s you who holds the key Creation, created for far more than you see right now You’re never alone God and love go before you You can’t go wrong When your step into what’s for you And even if the next journey Leads to another stop or so Bon voyage, keep learning Oh the places you will go… When you, Breathe , and be…. You’ll feel much better Once you set yourself free Creation, creating Far more good than you can see right now |